Naruto Shimura Danzo's Counterattack

Since the fall of Xiangyang, the only natural barrier in the Song Dynasty that could stop the Jin people was the Yangtze River. Fengyun Reading Network. If the Jin people cross this Tianhe River, then with the current morale of the south, they will never be able to withstand the ferocious Jin people.

As the most important city on the Yangtze River, Wuchang naturally became the place where Yue Fei garrisoned his troops. After Zhazi submitted a petition to Xiangyang and received permission from the imperial court, he had just expanded his troops and obtained the troops of Niu Gao, Dong Xian, Li Dao and others. They traveled through mountains and rivers and arrived here before the Jin people crossed the river.

The name Wuchang began at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty and the beginning of the Three Kingdoms. In order to seize Jingzhou from Liu Bei, Sun Quan moved the capital from Jianye to E County and named it "Wuchang", which means "ruling the country with force and prospering".

This city can be said to be the most important lifeline in the south after Lin'an today. In Wuchang, you can not only appreciate the romance of Chu Ci, but also feel the prosperity of the Song Dynasty in the past. The three industries of shipbuilding, metallurgy, and coin casting represent Wuchang's status. However, what attracted the most attention to the upper class nobles, literati and poets was the precious porcelain unique to this place.

The cowardice and decline of the imperial court and the luxurious enjoyment of the upper class made the porcelain industry reach its peak. Wuchang's ceramics are called shadow celadon, also known as Ying celadon. Its predecessor is blue and white porcelain. Its glaze color is bluish white and elegant, the glaze surface is clear and clean, the texture is firm and greasy white, and the color is as warm as jade, so it is known as "fake jade" .

Yi'an layman said "jade pillow gauze" in Zui Huayin. The jade pillow refers to the blue and white porcelain pillow.

In the early days of the Song Dynasty, the blue and white porcelain had patterns and was distinguished by its regular shape and jade-like glaze. After crossing south, due to the emperor's preference, its decoration began to pay more attention to carvings, including printing, bas-relief, hollowing, and piled sculptures. The elegant and generous blue and white porcelain glaze hides flowers, and the shadows of the blue porcelain are either bright or dark, giving people a sense of poverty. flavor.

Now Ji Boyi is sitting with Liu Haichan on a high building near the river, tasting the tea served by Ying Celadon.

The white part flashes light cyan, and the thick part flashes dark green. It is smooth and fine, crystal clear and as clear as jade. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that there was such exquisite porcelain in the world.

On the blue and white jade-like porcelain, just using a comb-type tool to make a few random strokes on the vessel, and then randomly drawing a few arcs on it, a picture of surging water waves appeared. Although it is just a few simple strokes, it gives people a sense of elegance. The concise composition, coupled with the clear green tea in the bowl, on the bank of the majestic Yangtze River, gave Ji Boyi the illusion of being in the vast Milky Way.

"The Taoist Master is a monk. Fei offered tea instead of wine. I would like to thank the Taoist Master and the younger Taoist brother for coming all the way this time."

This time, Liu Haichan rarely changed into a formal suit. The wide green robe was worn on his three-inch figure, giving him a rare sense of elegance. Of course, compared with Ji Yiyi beside him, he couldn't tell that he was a monk at all.

Standing on the Yellow Crane Tower with his handsome face, smart pupils, and slender figure, he looks like a feathered fairy in the breeze of the river.

The practice of Zhixuanpian made Ji Boyi's temperament become more and more ethereal. The first classic written by Patriarch Chen Tuan himself was used as the basis for his own enlightenment, and he integrated the Taoist charm of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers into himself while walking, sitting and standing. Maybe the effect is not visible based on his martial arts cultivation, but in terms of his state of mind, Ji Game increasingly feels like "the unity of nature and man".

Every time he sees the profound Taoist charm in Ji Boyi, the meaning in Liu Haichan's eyes becomes more complicated. This is the only classic that he cannot understand the essence of, so he can only maintain his own part in the world of games. Leave the worldly state of mind to hone your own Taoism.

Judging from the appearance alone, Ji Youyi is like an immortal in the dust, as vast as if he is relying on the wind to control the wind, as fluttering as if he is left in the world, and becomes an immortal after becoming a feather.

So this time when Yue Fei entertained the two of them, he always looked at his disciple Ji Gamei inadvertently. Even after tidying up his appearance, Liu Haichan's aura of a fake Taoist priest who was struggling in the world of mortals was still clearly visible. The experienced general was shocked by Ji Game.

"Marshal, you are so polite. You have to live in rough clothes for the sake of the country of the Song Dynasty. My hard work is nothing. Now the Song Dynasty has reached the most critical moment. As a Han Chinese, no matter how hard and tiring it is at this time, it will be a lot of trouble. Persistence, I only hope that this battle can regain the rivers and mountains and repel the Jin invaders."

Liu Haichan naturally saw the suspicion in Yue Fei's eyes. If Hong Qi hadn't assured him steadfastly, Yue Fei would have dismissed him as a charlatan. If anyone else dared to doubt him like this, the old Taoist priest would have put on a straight face, got up and left. But the elegant and heroic middle-aged man in front of him with fair face and black beard made Liu Haichan put away his arrogance and show his sincerity.

"Then, Fei's future safety work will be entrusted to the Taoist priest and the younger Taoist brother. In order to save me, the brothers of the Beggar Clan have killed and injured dozens of people, including Brother Hong."

When Yue Fei said this, a trace of pain and anger appeared on his face. Obviously, he was really angry at those martial arts people who took refuge in the Jin people and assassinated them. He faced the enemy head-on. He thought to himself that with the army in hand, he was not afraid of anyone, but his strange and sinister methods that exploited every opportunity left him in this battlefield. Junjie was very uncomfortable. Coupled with his habit of visiting the front line in person every battle, this added countless difficulties to the protection work.

"Marshal, why should he be like this?

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sp;, the reason why the brothers of the Beggar Gang are willing to do this is because the last hope of the Song Dynasty lies in the marshal. As long as the rivers and mountains of the Song Dynasty are restored, their sacrifices will be worth it. Not only them, but also the soldiers in the hands of the marshal, the people of the Song Dynasty, including us practitioners, have already had this awakening. "

When Ji Boyi said this, he felt that his mentality was becoming more and more agitated and peaceful. In this life, he had already made plans to sacrifice himself to fight against gold. When the news that his eldest and second brothers died in the battlefield reached his ears, he worked hard for this moment. After more than ten years of hard study, wasn't it just for this moment to bloom?

"I am so ashamed that I cannot bear it"

For some reason, Yue Fei always felt like facing a true monk when it came to Ji Game, and he was convinced but also in awe. The Song Dynasty admired Huang Lao's Taoism and had a respect for Taoist priests since childhood. Taoists like Ji Boyi, who were obviously true monks, were even worshiped as gods in some places. For example, Liu Haichan was worshiped and offered incense as one of the Eight Immortals in his hometown.

"If the marshal can't do it, then who can the entire Song Dynasty rely on to turn the tide?"

When he said this, Ji Boyi raised the clear green tea in his hand, which looked like the purest jade in the crystal-clear blue and white porcelain bowl.

"Look, God is showing up for the Marshal's expedition."

When he said this, the clear tea in Ji Boyi's hand was spilled out at once, and it poured down from the top of the Yellow Crane Tower like a green and white stream.

At the same time, the sky was hazy, and the dark clouds that had accumulated for a long time finally released their pattering. Amidst the roar, a shining thunderbolt cut through the dark clouds. In the white lightning, Yue Fei's horrified face was clearly visible. The drizzle turned into a heavy rain in an instant.

And in the midst of the thunderbolt, a sharp sword light fell from the sky, splitting the roof of the building above Yue Fei's head, and stabbed straight towards him. On the other side, with the sound of the sudden rain, several flying hooks made of fine steel silently grabbed the railings beside the building. Seven men in black swimsuits soared into the sky like egrets from the Yangtze River. The slender water thorns glowed with green light and were thrown from different directions, stabbing at Yue Fei in the middle.

"Bold"

Faced with such a dangerous situation, Yue Fei was furious and showed no fear. He stood up and was about to draw the sword from his waist to face the enemy. But at this moment, Liu Haichan frowned, and a strong pure Yang energy pushed him a step aside.

With a "click" sound, three sharp sword energies broke through the floor and chopped into pieces the wooden chair Yue Fei had just been sitting on.

Three consecutive waves of offensives, layer upon layer, and gaps, even if Yue Fei was surrounded by personal guards, he would probably have a narrow escape. Needless to say, there were only two people around him now, and it took the closest guard to react and rush in to ask for a cup of tea. This time was enough for three groups of killers to kill Yue Fei twice.

Although Yue Fei escaped the first wave of assassinations by luckily moving a step, the killers were not discouraged and immediately launched the second wave of offensive. The four swordsmen formed a group, and together, a wave of sword energy surged toward Yue Fei, who was somewhat unsteady on his feet, like a river. On the other side, seven men in black threw the water-splitting thorns in their hands again, intertwining into a large blue ball, sealing all the space where Yue Fei could move.

This was a fatal blow. There were only five people in the world who could avoid this wave of assassinations, and Yue Fei was obviously not among them. Although he can be said to be the best in the world in terms of formations, in single combat, he can only barely be considered first-class.

Fortunately, there was someone present who had the ability to break the situation. The simplest, crudest and fastest method was to use force to break the situation.

Purple rays of light flashed through, like the sun after a shower. Purple air rose from the fingertips of Ji Boyi's right hand holding the blue and white porcelain bowl. In the sound of "pinging and popping", the porcelain bowl, which was as smooth and fine as jade, shattered into pieces. More than a dozen pieces, purple and elegant, blue and white broken porcelain fragments were like sharp arrows leaving the string, bang bang bang hitting the foreheads of all the assassins.

There was a "pull" sound, and the seven men in black were directly pierced into the forehead by broken porcelain pieces. Blood blossomed, and their bodies were carried by the powerful force to the wooden wall, and died.

The four swordsmen were obviously stronger. They swung their swords to protect themselves at the critical moment and blocked the first broken piece of porcelain. However, the strong force made three of them unable to hold the sword in their hands, and they dropped the sword and retreated while bleeding from the tiger's mouth. At this moment, the second piece of clear and greasy white porcelain arrived, piercing the foreheads of the three people without any hindrance, killing them again.

The last one obviously has the best kung fu and excellent swordsmanship. The long sword in his hand roared, echoing with the thunderbolts in the sky. He swung a domineering sword light, smashed the broken pieces of porcelain and at the same time used his strength to exit the attic. He wanted to Jump into the river and escape.

Just when he thought he had escaped, a purple figure appeared in front of him, and a slender white palm with a Xuan Gong seal was placed on his heart. The purple energy instantly shattered his body-protecting sword. The anger broke his heart.

After killing the last enemy, Ji Boyi calmly used his palm power to fly back to the Yellow Crane Tower.

The blue and white Taoist robes were fluttering, the long hair was flowing, and the majestic purple energy was facing the stopping rain, creating colorful rainbow lights, like a banished immortal.